Shahe: A Good Spring Cannot Be Hidden, Peach Blossom Village
Spring arrived in Taihang Mountains, the countryside was beautiful. In Xinzhuan Village, Guihua Zhuang, a sea of peach blossoms, clusters of peach trees shone brightly under the clear sky, layers of peach groves in the valley were pink and white, attracting visitors' eyes and photographers' hearts.
Just after the Begnas Festival, the Sandhe City Women's Photography Association has been inquiring about, 'When do the peach blossoms bloom?' 'Have the peach blossoms bloomed?' They eagerly looked forward to, as soon as the spring equinox arrived, they would come together, far away, to admire the beauty of Taihang and Sandhe, capturing the beauty of spring in their fingertips, mirroring it in the world, presenting it on their fingertips, letting those who have been staying at home 'cloud watch' flowers.
A good spring cannot hide, peach blossoms peep from the walls, old stone houses, a single peach tree, the clear rooftops, the entire tree in full bloom, the unique flavor is experienced firsthand, standing in it, unwilling to leave. In the intersection of light and shadow, beauty is not age-related, regardless of years or region, it is suspended in the rings of the mountain village, lingering in the peach blossom stamen, is the beauty we have now, and those unintentional lost youthful stories.
Peach blossoms bloom in clusters, like a beautiful scene. In Xinzhuan Village, every household has peach trees planted in front of their houses and behind their houses, walls and walls, small yards, empty spaces, and beside the road. In spring, peach blossoms scatter, in summer, peach fruits smell fragrant. It can be enjoyed, shaded, and eaten, making people envious. If there is a beautiful woman under the peach tree, it is worth admiring, standing is beautiful, sitting is charming, there is no angle that is not beautiful, flowers and people are one color, flowers and figures fly together, the beauty of flowers and people are the same, flowers and figures are the same, flowers and figures fly together.
The villagers here are really hospitable, the purity and kindness nurtured by the mountains make people feel relaxed and at ease. Following the sheep herdsman, the old man keeps calling and chatting, the old woman who met him always smiles and asks, 'Young lady, where are you from?' The young man who was smoking was so kind, the village cadres looked at them curiously, the old farmers who were chopping firewood looked at them curiously, and the aunt who was making a big pot of stew made them eat until they couldn't eat anymore, nostalgic for the old taste of home. This is the true hometown nostalgia, and it can really hook your soul.
Spring arrived in Taihang Mountains, beautiful in Sandhe, the mountains and rivers, grass and trees here are endless, we miss this beautiful landscape. Today is the spring equinox, the days are getting longer and the nights are getting shorter, the beauty is coming, let's meet in the spring sunshine, just like what we have in our heart.
